If he really took that video to the police, and with his power, she would definitely be sentenced to death like her father and Karen.
Then she can't take revenge, and she can't let people go to her father and Karen whose fate is unknown.
She closed her eyes and bit her lip and cried with her face.
Obviously she didn't speak, but it seemed to be saying that she had compromised.
He pursed his lips in satisfaction, looking down at her little lip that he was biting with his teeth.
He pried open her shell-like and sucked on the naughty little tongue inside that he both loved and hated.
His kisses are like his people, domineering,.
When he kisses her, he only cares about his own enjoyment, and he never cares how ashamed, scared, and even wants to die when a girl is kissed by him like this pervertedly, and sucks recklessly.
The next day.
Five o'clock in the evening.
Cill sat on his bed at home, looking angrily at the wind-blown roses outside the window.
She now has a stomach full of anger and nowhere to vent.
At first, she mistook the report and made her think that Becca was her biological child, and finally found out that it was just a misunderstanding.
This is bad enough, and the most unlucky thing is that the perverted and domineering man in the late stage of psychosis doesn't know what to smoke and wants to force her.
And he got it from the office to the car, and finally dragged her to the hotel.
He told her that she was not even as good as a dog, why did he toss her all night, back and forth several times Isn't it so for super favorite girls?
She really couldn't find the words to describe that man except for the word pervert.
Cill fell back onto the bed and grabbed a pillow over his head.
She closed her eyes and wanted to get some sleep, after all, she had to go back to the office tomorrow.
At this moment, the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.
"Hey, who's that?"
"Is it Miss Rist, please?"
A middle-aged woman's voice came from the other side.
"Well, I'm, what's wrong" "That's Miss Rist, the day after tomorrow is Duke Simpold's birthday party, and the Duke said that he hopes Miss Rister can come to the manor to attend, he misses you very much."
The Duke of Simpard was a good friend of her father's, and he was very fond of her four years ago.
She also had great respect for the Duke of Simpard.
So she hurriedly agreed, "Don't worry, I'll go on time." ” "Thank you very much, Miss Rist."
Soiree.
Cill was sitting at a lounge table by the sea, looking down and playing with his phone.
Several ladies sitting at the table across from her looked at her with disdainful mockery.
"I really didn't expect her to have the face to come to the party."
"Yes, my father is a death row prisoner, and my mother ran away with someone, if I were her, she would definitely hide in the house and dare not come out to meet people, hehe."
"Oh, don't talk about people like that, people are also forced to make a living.
Don't you know that her family's property has been confiscated, and only an empty house that can't be sold is left, and she won't take advantage of tonight's party to see if she can hook up with a rich man and be someone else's mistress for a living, or she will have to go to the street to collect the rags?"
"Haha, you guy has also damaged others too much."
"That's it, I don't think she has any money and won't go to collect the rags, at most she will be a hotel dishwasher and serve food."
"Haha" The four ladies all laughed.
Ciel, who looked down at his phone, also laughed happily.
The women stopped laughing in surprise when they saw Cill laughing.
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